

Crooked Fingers (CD)
You may remember Eric Bachmann, either from his recent days with the seminal indie-rock band Archers of Loaf, or from his solo soundscape outings as the neoclassical Barry Black. Either way, Eric Bachmann is an artist who's constantly pushing the envelope of modern music. His latest project, Crooked Fingers, is no exception, as Bachmann blends a mix of drunken beer hall rants (a la the Pogues) with poignant songs in the vein of Nick Drake or Leonard Cohen. His lyrics continue to invoke the dark imagery which critics from SPIN, Magnet, Rolling Stone, Village Voice, Milk Magazine, and a slew of others have praised over the last eight years.![]()
| Tracklisting | |
| Disk | 1 | |
| 1 | Crowned in Chrome |
| 2 | New Drink for the Old Drink |
| 3 | Pigeon Kicker |
| 4 | Man Who Died of Nothing at All |
| 5 | Broken Man |
| 6 | Black Black Ocean |
| 7 | Juliette |
| 8 | She Spread Her Legs and Flew Away |
| 9 | Under Sad Stars |
| 10 | Little Bleeding |
| Wayne
- West Tisbury, MA, USA |
| This recording is a major American masterpiece. Words simply cannot do justice to the crystalline interplay of words, arrangement, and imagery which Bachmann provides here.
I write this in Feb. 2002, and *Crooked Fingers* is without question the best album of the millenium so far. Stop reading this and put a copy of this miraculous gem in your in-basket now. | |
| Gorman Bechard
- New Haven, CT, USA |
| These songs will break your heart, yet leave you feeling hopeful. Bachmann takes the feel of the title track from the last Archers album, and runs with it. And in a time when so many of our rock heroes (are you listening Paul Westerberg) have let us down, Bachmann instead takes us to new heights, on drunken adventures, and smoldering heartaches. This is a great record. I repeat: a GREAT record. One that won't be topped this year. | |